Echo looked nervously out the window of the truck as we drove through the pack lands. She had made a ton of cookies because she felt badly about not bringing anything with her for the dinner.
I offered to bring some blood food, but she said she didn’t need something else pointing out that she was part vampire. I understood. It was scary going into a place where she knew people might hate her just because of what she was.
We pulled up in front of the house. There were cars filling the driveway and street. I rolled my eyes. My parents must have invited my aunts, uncles, and cousins too.
After I finally found a parking spot, I ran around the truck to help Echo out and help carry cookies. She looked around as I led her to my parent’s house. I opened the front door and took her to the kitchen. We set out the cookies before I took her out the French doors to the backyard.
There were a ton of people, three grills going, and kids running everywhere. It was like a director had yelled cut from behind us. Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to where we were standing.
My mom bounced up. Her short brown hair framed her face. She rushed over to us, followed by my grandmas and great-grandmas. My sister-in-law followed carrying my new nephew. This wasn’t Trent’s mate, but William’s mate.
“Oh! Gray! We were wondering when you would get here.” Mom grinned.
“Hey, mom. Echo, this is my mom, Elise Padua. My grandmothers, Trina Padua and Tillie Miller. And my great-grandmothers, Betty Padua, Daisy Miller, Greta Turner, and Gillian Duvall. That’s my older brother William’s mate, Farrah Padua. And my new nephew Isiah.” I said. “Everyone, this is my mate, Echo Nightshade.”
“Nice to meet you all.” Echo said shyly.
“She’s so cute!” Mom said and reached out for Echo.
Echo put her hand out and was pulled into a hug, that led to her being passed around and hugged by all of the women in my family. More started coming over. Lily was the last one.
“I’m the Luna of the pack, Trent’s mate, Lily Padua. You let me know if you need anything. Don’t let Alpha Martin get you down. He’s an ass. If he bothers you too much, you come to me. I’ll get all the ex-Lunas to get on him.” Lily told Echo while she hugged her.
“Thank you, Luna.” Echo smiled.
“Call me Lily. You’re family now. You don’t have to call me Luna unless we’re doing something official.”
“I appreciate it.”
One of my nieces, Lina, came up and hid behind Lily. I was nearby, watching to make sure everything went okay. She peeked around her mother.
“Mama, she smells weird.” Lina whispered.
Echo knelt down to where Lina was. She smiled and waved at her a little. Lina watched her carefully.
“It’s because I’m not a werewolf or a human.” Echo told her.
“What are you?”
“I’m a dhampyr. There aren’t a lot of us around, so you’ve probably never smelled anything like me.” She winked at my niece.
“What’s a dhampyr?”
“Just another special type of person, like you, but different.” Echo said.
I knew she was avoiding the word vampire so she wouldn’t scare Lina. Echo was doing so well; I was glad for it. I looked around, my grandfather was glaring over at her.
Turning my attention back to Echo, she had managed to get Lina to come out and was shaking her hand. Echo asked all the right questions of the little girl and I saw the adults in the area relax and go back to what they were doing.
Echo’s cookies were a huge hit with the little kids. My little sister sat on Echo’s lap and said she was going to help her learn how to be a werewolf instead of a dhampyr. I eventually left her side to go see my dad at one of the grills.
Trent and William each gave me a hug when I made it over. I was pushed over to my dad. He grinned at me.
“Looks like she’s good with kids. That’s good. I expect a ton of grandkids from you boys.” Dad chuckled.
“I hope you’ll accept some little dhampyrs along with hybrids.” I said.
“Of course. Family is family. Next time we have you over, we’ll do it at night so we can meet Victor.” Dad grinned.
“I can’t believe you actually want to spend time with vampires. What’s this family coming to that you’re willing to accept a bloodsucker as co-mate? Who ever heard of such a thing? No one has two mates! It’s just wrong.” Grandpa Martin growled.
“Grandpa, you’re entitled to your opinion, but if you say something like that to my mate, we’re gonna have a problem.” I replied.
“What are you gonna do, pup? I’m an Alpha. You’re just a kid.” He laughed.
“I’ve been training with Queen Bellamy and Alpha Lucien. I’ve been learning bear fighting moves. It’s only been a week. I may not win, but I’m pretty sure I can make you regret the fight.” I told him.
“There will be no fighting. This is a family event. There are children here.” Grampy growled.
“I disagreed with Trent making the alliance with the vampires. I disagree with you mating with one. This is going to kill our pack.” Grandpa snarled.
“How?” Echo said from behind me.
I turned. I didn’t know how long she’d been there or how much she’d heard. She didn’t look angry or upset, just curious. I reached out for her hand and she grasped my hand. She wouldn’t let me pull her away. I was surprised at her strength.
“I don’t need to explain my reasoning to a bloodsucker.” He replied.
“I’d certainly like to know.” Trent said. “I am the Alpha of this pack. Any concerns you have about the pack should go through me. How else am I going to determine what’s best for the pack?”
“I told you not to form an alliance with them and you didn’t listen. You insisted you knew better than I did. Now your brother is mated to one.” Grandpa said with a sneer.
I growled and gripped Echo’s hand. She stroked my hand with her other one, trying to soothe me. I was angry, though, he had no right to disparage her.
“What’s wrong with me?” She asked. “I love Gray. I feed him. I take care of him. He loves me and takes care of me. I may not have a wolf, but I’m strong and I’m learning how to fight.”
“And you feed on him, right? You sink your little fangs in him and drink his blood like he’s a fucking juice box.” He responded.

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